Courtship in the Lunar Court

Hello again journal, my old friend,
It’s been a few years since in you I’ve written.
It has been nice to revisit these old pages,
And I’m glad I left room for reflection and updating.

Though I’ve recorded my life in many like you,
I think I enjoy most the time you were privy to.
For it held the beautiful start,
Of my dating the stallion who still holds my heart.

Some years have passed since that first meeting,
And still quite strong are our hearts beating.
But there are other interesting things to tell you,
Like of a unicorn filly I once knew.

In an earlier version when under Celestia I had just started,
I had written about her student most faithful and highly regarded.
Ravenous for knowledge with hunger beyond her years,
More often than not a midnight trip to the library would occur.

Over time she grew into a mare quite smart,
Though maybe one too preoccupied with her books and charts.
She left the castle just before the Summer Sun Celebration,
A sort of test I now know was purposely planned.

In the time that’s passed it’s clear she had adventures abound,
As now a princess she has been crowned.
For she was given wings as a reward,
And became Equestria’s newest alicorn.

Now to my job and life this has little effect,
As back to Ponyville she has returned once again.
No, the reason I bring this up is that it made me realize,
Just how old I am getting and wondering what I want next in my life.

I managed to convince Nightshade to move into my room long ago,
And while it is cozy, I think it’d be nice to have a home.
Someplace quiet with beautiful nights,
And perhaps even a wedding, simple yet nice.

Though, we are a few years from those dreams,
As we both still love our jobs and are not ready to make that retreat.
I will continue to hold onto these thoughts,
For I’m sure that time will come much sooner than not.

It has been such a joy to read you again,
And to also take a peek at those old notes from Nightshade.
He’s still pretty stoic and straight to the point,
But much more romantic now than his words might paint.

Thank you again dearest journal of mine,
For being there for me and cataloging this part of my life.
I promise that I will always keep you safe,
And keep you with me until my end of days.

I suppose that I should start with hello,
As to Silver you are an important journal.

I don’t write as much myself anymore,
But I thought that this would be a nice closure.

I think at this point that it’s safe to say,
That a true star bond is what I felt with Silver that first day.

It’s been about a month since he wrote that last page,
But tonight I plan to bring you back up again.

And point him to this page so he may see,
Silver Platter, will you marry me?